Happy Bed Day To Me

Finally. I've actually got furniture. My flat is starting to feel like a home.

The sofa delivery was straight forward, they just turned up and lugged it upstairs in pieces, then put it back together and left. The downside is that I haven't finished painting the living room, so I have to wrap them up in dust sheets and try not to get them painty. The upside is that they are amazing. The sofa is long enough for my boyfriend to fully lie down on and he is just over 6ft tall. The armchair is very cosy too. It's the most comfy armchair I have ever curled up in. In fact it was so good that I read two books in it the day I got it.

The bedroom delivery from Ikea was not so straight forward. They got lost. They then phoned up to say they weren't delivering because of a road block. I had to call them back to tell them the road block is for a totally different road and talk them through directions on the phone. Finally it arrived. Unfortunately the boxes were too heavy for me to move and open without squishing myself so I had to do without furniture. The boyfriend surprised me by taking the afternoon off work and turning up to help me put the stuff together. It's so nice now it's all together. Unfortunately the bed squeaks as the joints are metal on metal so I'm going to try putting some WD40 in its nooks and crannies. Amusingly my Dad phoned while the boyfriend was helping me (read: actually doing all the work himself) put up the bed. I proudly told my Dad that the boyfriend was being amazing and assembling my bed, who shouted "well thats not without self interest is it?" on the other end of the phone loud enough for the boyfriend to hear. Mortifying!

I have the rest of the weekend working behind a bar to try and make up for all the cash I'm spending. Fortunately it's less than a month until student loan day. Hurrah!

Lily xXx

1 Day Until Scary Day

It is amazing how much flatpack furniture can fit in a Fiat Punto. I managed to get 2 breakfast bar stools, a huge coffee table (that weighed almost as much as a small elephant), an ironing board, a toilet brush, some arty bits and lots of random things that I probably didn't need into the back of the car. I think I could have fitted the flatpack boxes for my bed too, but that's being delivered next month. It'll be so exciting to have something other than a blow up mattress to sleep on.

On the subject of sleep I've managed to completely freak out my new boyfriend. We've been friends for a while and after all my disasters with men recently decided to give the two of us a go. It's going fantastically. I don't know why I was so worried about dating a friend. Anyway, back to the point, I was staying at his last night. So I curled up and went to sleep. I've been stressing out a bit all weekend because I'm having my lymph node biospy tomorrow and I'm a big wimp when it comes to medical proceedures. So I went to sleep with a lot on my mind. As always happens when I go to sleep worrying I had a horrible nightmare. To sum it up it was a really graphic dream about when my Mum was ill in hospital before she died. I woke up in fits of tears physically shaking. Understandably the boy was woken up by this. So he stayed up worrying about me. Oops.

Scary lymph node biopsy tomorrow. I wish I knew more what to expect. My GP has said they'll either just take a needle biopsy or if they feel like it whip a whole lymph node out. She's also said they could use either local or general anaesthetic. I'm guessing they're planning on doing it under local as it's such a small little proceedure, and presumably they'd have warned me if I was going to be under general anaesthetic. I'm turning into such a wuss about everything that involves having to see a doctor. I guess a little knowledge can be a dangeous thing. No doubt it'll be highly uneventful. Fingers crossed they decide not to shave a patch of my hair off and take an occipital lymph node from there. I want them to take one of the ones from the side of my neck or the posterior triangle. At a push I'd be happy with them biospying the one in front of my ear as long as I could shut my eyes while they come at me with sharp things.

Lily xXx

Meh.

I haven't blogged for ages. This is because absolutely nothing has really happened. I'm still waiting for my lymph node biopsies. So much for a 2 week maximum wait. I'm trying not to rant about the NHS and slag it off, but this is really making it hard. To make things worse I feel even more ill. 4 or 5 hours working behind a bar now has me so knackered that I have to go straight to bed afterwards. I've also developed a hacking cough. Not nice. Whenever I breath/talk/laugh I just start coughing so badly I sound like a car that won't start.

Talking of cars... mine has just cost me £170!! The windscreen wiper came unattached from the wiper motor in the pouring rain while I was driving down the motorway to get to my new flat. Not fun. On the plus side at least it's fixed now. Fingers crossed it'll be OK for a while.

I've started furnishing my flat. The first thing I bought (before a sofa, bed or table...) was a 37" telly. It was in the sale, which is how I can justify it. It's lovely. Very very very lovely. Today I made the most of the DFS "double the savings" sale and got a gorgeous red sofa and arm chair. Lets just hope I haven't buggered up and it actually fits in the flat. Now all I need to do is to buy a bed and a mattress and then I have all the basics. I think this calls for another trip to Ikea. I even have a loyalty card now. I'm part of the Ikea Family. This fills me with joy... especially because it means I get money off meatballs. Hurrah!!

I also found out that I got a 2.1 in my intercalated degree. Phew! I'm now feeling very pleased with myself, turns out I'm not as much of a dummy as I first thought.

On that note I am going to listen to my chest with my stethoscope some more, and continue to feel sorry for myself. Oh what I would give to still be in my uni flat where I'm sure the flatmate would make me a cup of tea. I guess I'll just have to die of thirst and cough and enlarged lymph nodes quietly in a corner... Woe is me.

Lily xXx